Memory Altar and Goddess Statue (1/2)
After wiping out the Hemwick witches, Aoko lit the lamps that had appeared in the basement morgue and headed deeper into the dungeon.
The dungeon cell door was not locked; it opened with a gentle push. This was not because the witches were careless, but because they knew that Caryll, the Byrgenwerth scholar, had long since been tortured to death by them. Caryll's body was still trapped in a high-backed chair.
Among Master Willem's many students, Caryll had been one of his favorites.
That tail fin was as beautiful as if it had been painted in a fairy tale. Jin Miao was captivated after only one glance.
The situation was terrible. My brother had ultimately failed to withstand the provocation and raised the flag high in his hand.
"Forget it. Since you don't want to live at our house, I won't force you. I'll call the butler and have your luggage packed, then sent to the hospital."
Shen Lian glanced over and saw that Dandy's position was still approaching beneath the defensive tower. Clearly, that ward could only have been placed by World Sister.
Turning her head, she saw her reflection in the bronze mirror decorated with phoenixes, mandarin ducks, and luan birds atop a dressing table in the distance. She could not help but frown and study it carefully. This body looked young and delicate. Was she really going to waste her entire life in this noble estate, all glitter and no substance, unable to escape or hide?
Early the next morning, Gongze arrived at school. As he reached the school gate, he happened to come across someone confessing their feelings.
Thinking back on it now, Madam Lian had been obsessed with making Lian Yueru become pregnant before her. She had racked her